Chapter 137 Fatty, Attack Me!

"Awesome, my brother!"

As soon as he left the classroom door, An Sheng couldn't help expressing his deepest sigh to Yang Fan: "I've decided, you will be my brother from now on, dear brother! Can you teach me your hypnotism too, so that I The younger brother is also awesome?"

Yang Fan's method of resolving the crisis in the classroom just now was simply unconstrained and coquettish, and the most critical ability he relied on was nothing more than the outrageously powerful hypnotism he displayed.

Fatty was very envious, and he really wanted Huang Papi to cry bitterly in front of him, slapping himself while admitting that he was not human, just thinking about that scene would make his little heart feel tingling.

"You?" Yang Fan looked back at him, and said: "For the sake of your loyalty just now, it's not impossible to teach you. However, I don't dare to guarantee that I can learn it, and it depends on you in the end." Do you have any comprehension in this regard?"

An Sheng is a psychiatrist, and he has the innate conditions to learn hypnotism, but Yang Fan is not sure whether the skills rewarded and strengthened by the system can be passed on.

In the game, although Yang Fan took in two apprentices, he didn't really teach them many martial arts and mysterious skills. He spent most of his energy on tempering their courage and improving their actual combat experience. The systematic skill teaching , I haven't really tested it specifically.

This An Sheng is a good experimental subject.

Martial arts talent is a bit weak, but spiritual talent seems to be pretty good. If only hypnotism is taught, it shouldn't be too difficult.

"Really?!" An Sheng's eyes lit up. He just mentioned it in passing, but Yang Fan actually agreed.

"Yes! Isn't it just savvy, what brother needs most in his life is savvy!"

An Sheng resolutely put a layer of gold on his face, bragging loudly: "I can definitely learn a little hypnotism!"

Just stretching out his hand, he can make a sixth-level martial artist like Huang Zhong cry, even if he vomits blood, he has to learn it!

Two people carried Song Zian who was lifting the corpse, one in front and the other in the back. In order to keep it secret, An Sheng directly aimed at Song Zian's head for a psychic puncture. Regardless of whether Song Zian was really unconscious before, he would definitely I can't wake up.

Zhang Fengyu walked in a hurry, and he had to be more than ten meters away from them, but even so, An Sheng was not at ease, his expression moved, and an invisible mental barrier enveloped him, Yang Fan and Song Zian in it.

Yang Fan raised his brows slightly, this fat man is quite cautious, and he is so proficient in using his mental power, it seems that he has stayed at the stage of a first-level Psychiatrist for a long time.

Hidden very deep!

If it wasn't for the sudden awakening of his spiritual power this time, he might not have discovered An Sheng's secret until he graduated from the college entrance examination.

"Some small tricks are not worth mentioning." Seeing Yang Fan looking at him unexpectedly, An Sheng smiled coyly and said, "Anyway, you have awakened your spiritual power now, and you will definitely be able to master these small tricks in the future."

"Fatty, try attacking me. Yes, use your mental power or your subtle skills to attack me!"

Yang Fan opened his mouth suddenly, but An Sheng was surprised by what he said. Is this girl's head sick again? She's looking for abuse?

"Don't be kidding." An Sheng shook his head directly: "Psychic attacks are not a joke. I am only a first-level psychiatrist now, and my grasp of psychic power is only at the most superficial initial stage, and I can't be precise at all. Control. If you attack you rashly, if one is not good, you will just smoke."

There are many people who have become fools and lunatics because of mental trauma. Yang Fan is not Song Zian, so how can he experiment casually.

In An Sheng's heart, Yang Fan's mental strength has just awakened, and his mental strength will not exceed sixty if he dies, which is definitely not the slightest difference from him, a veteran first-level spiritualist.

If he launched a mental attack on Yang Fan, he would definitely attack with certainty.

If Yang Fan is really fooled, who will teach him hypnotism?

Yang Fan gritted his teeth: "Do you think I'm the kind of person who seeks abuse for nothing? Since I dare you to do this, it means that I have full confidence in resisting your mental attack."

"In a word, do it or not? If you don't do it, you can find someone else to learn hypnotism. I won't wait for you!"

"Don't...don't!" An Sheng became anxious for a moment, and quickly said, "I'm thinking of you too. If you're really sure, we'll come here!"

Greeting to Yang Fan, An Sheng directly threw a basic mental puncture at Yang Fan, but it was different from how he dealt with Song Zian just now, this time he controlled his mental power very finely, lest one of them was not good enough, he would also give Yang Fan away down.

"You were attacked by the first-level psychiatrist An Sheng, and your head tingled. You defended yourself with spiritual will, mental power +1, and spiritual will +1."

"You personally felt that An Sheng, the first-level psychiatrist, performed the spiritual puncture on you, and you realized something in your heart, and you learned the mortal-level elite secret skill-spiritual puncture, mental power +5, spiritual will +5, initial skill familiarity +100, Current skill proficiency (100/1000)"

It really works!

Hearing the prompt from the system, Yang Fan couldn't help grinning, he knew it would be so, as long as he was attacked by others, the system would automatically respond.

An Sheng just attacked him lightly, and his spiritual power directly increased by six points, and he also secretly learned a new spiritual skill by the way.

This deal is a bargain!

"Yang Fan, are you okay?"

An Sheng was startled by Yang Fan's sudden laughter, and thought that his mental puncture just now really drove Yang Fan crazy.

This guy's laughter is a bit obscene, which is abnormal.

"It's okay, I'm fine!" Yang Fan turned his head, gave An Sheng a reassuring look, and continued to urge: "Come on, let's continue, besides mental puncture, give me all the skills you have Once again!"

"Really all right?"

"It's all right, hurry up, don't ink! I can't wait!"

An Sheng was a little confused, this is unscientific!

He is a first-level psychiatrist, and his mental strength is two to three times that of Yang Fan. How could the spiritual puncture he performed have no effect at all?

"Spiritual piercing!"

"Spiritual piercing!"

Unbelievably, An Sheng used Yang Fan's mind-piercing skill twice, and used more mental power each time.

But in the end, Yang Fan had nothing to do, but the smile on his face became even more lascivious.

How could this be?

Is this guy's willpower so strong?

An Sheng felt that the last spiritual puncture he used, even against the sixth-level martial artist Huang Zhong, might not be without the slightest effect, but why did it not cause a ripple when it fell on Yang Fan?

"You were attacked by the first-level psychiatrist An Sheng, and your head was slightly tingled. You defended yourself with mental will, mental power +1, and spiritual will +1."

"You were attacked by the first-level psychiatrist An Sheng, and your head was slightly tingled. You defended yourself with mental will, mental power +1, and spiritual will +1."

After adding two more points of mental power and two points of spiritual will, Yang Fan was very happy, and realized that An Sheng had no further action, so he couldn't help urging: "Fatty, what are the ink stains, come again, I didn't see it." Brother, have you been waiting in a hurry?"

"Also, can you come up with something new, it's always mind piercing, it's really nothing new."

An Sheng was so excited that his head became hot, he gritted his teeth, and said in a harsh voice: "Okay, dare to underestimate this handsome man, I will let you try my unique secret skill, the soul-chasing arrow!"

As soon as the words fell, An Sheng concentrated his mind, and used his mental power to condense a pocket arrow that was only the size of a little finger in his own spiritual knowledge. After reminding Yang Fan, he swished towards Yang Fan's arrow. The head rushed away.

Yang Fan's body trembled, and he felt as if his body was locked firmly by something suddenly, and there was also an unexpected tremor in the sea of ​​consciousness space.

This An Sheng really has two brushes, which should not be underestimated!

Yang Fan's heart trembled slightly, and his expression unconsciously became a lot more cautious. After all, reality is not a game, but don't capsize in the gutter, because An Sheng, the little fat man, will really get you down.

"You are attacked by the first-level psychiatrist An Sheng, the sea of ​​spiritual knowledge is locked, and the spiritual will defends independently, the spiritual power +2, and the spiritual will +2."

"You have personally experienced the soul-chasing arrow cast by the first-level psychiatrist An Sheng on you, and you have realized something in your heart, and you have learned the human-level exquisite secret skill-the soul-chasing arrow, mental power +10, spiritual will +10, initial familiarity with the skill +100, current skill proficiency (100/1000)"

"Ding! It is detected that the host has both spiritual puncture and soul-chasing arrows. The same kind of skills are fused with each other, and the secondary elite mysterious skill spiritual puncture is melted and refined. Strength +10, spiritual will +10. Skill proficiency +100, strengthening effect +1. Current skill proficiency (200/1000)."

Awesome!

After the sea of ​​consciousness shook slightly, the soul-chasing arrow released by An Sheng only drifted in Yang Fan's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness for less than a kilometer before dissipating.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Fan heard a series of system prompts that his mental power and mental will continued to increase.

A tingling feeling from the depths of the soul rippling around his whole body, so refreshing that Yang Fan's whole body was numb, and he had the illusion of wanting to fly into the sky.

This is the secondary pleasure brought about by the sudden increase in mental power, which is many times stronger than the refreshment that comes from the sudden increase in energy and blood.

After all, physical pleasure is only temporary, while spiritual satisfaction is the real satisfaction.

After feeling refreshed, Yang Fan took a look at his mental power attributes, and found that his mental power had reached the (89/100) level unconsciously.

Only eleven points away from experience points, he was able to touch the spiritual barrier at the peak of spiritual power awakening, breaking through in one fell swoop and becoming a true spiritualist!

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